Hamood Lyrics

Put ice in my cup and drink up

Up 
up 
up 

up 
up 
up

Up

Up

Up

Put ice in my cup & drink up 


Put some tabs on my tongue & flicker


Call me HAMOOD means I'm her sweetener 


Sugar rush Peak on candy flippers


Shit too drip I brought my slippers


Beat got lit'er
, Flow got sicker 


Team got ill'a, 
Shoot to kill'a


Heaters on line man the list get bigger



Say I lost touch, Well I beg to differ


Touch the source & em haters shiver


Chef these beats, Michelin criterion 


Go eat shit & cry me a river 


See things clear, 
Show no fear


Whatever Whatever, I make it all disappear 


Rocket off to the sphere, Losing out in my interest


While they all talk shit, Ditch em all in the distance



Then put em in the scope


Yo my boy dat shit too dope


Team geared up & on the road

When we pull up in dis bitch


Turn em all into ghosts



Yea I put em in the scope


Yo my boy dat shit too dope


You talk that shit no microphone


When I pull up in this bitch


Turn em all into ghosts 



I found the stem of my energy


Give a fuck if they ain't pleased by it


See them adding up the numbers round me


& the answer getting too biased

So I will never let them figure me


Touch my heart & it get all prickly 


One foot out but I'm only semi free 


Shark tank ink in your face if you fuck with me


Whatever Whatever I put the pieces together


Chop em to salad, Smoking on greener


Stone cold believer, You evil, Get down


Gonna clean up this mess, One time and I'm out



Then put em in the scope


Yo my boy dat shit too dope


Team geared up & on the road

When we pull up in dis bitch


Turn em all into ghosts



Yea I put em in the scope


Yo my boy dat shit too dope


You talk that shit no microphone 


When I pull up in this bitch


Turn em all into 

ghosts

Ghosts

Ghosts

Ghosts

Ghosts

Ghosts

Ghosts


I put em all in the 


Scope

Scope

Scope


Yeah


Ghosts

Ghosts

Ghosts

Ghosts

Ghosts


I put em all in the 


Scope

Scope

Scope


Yeah